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At Mass last Sunday (that is two Sundays before the start of Lent), Father preached about the the Lenten disciplines. He was wonderfully frank and blunt: we need to change, and this is our chance to try. Pick your discipline that counteracts one of your vices.
A few years ago--the first year I was here in DC--I was so stressed about work and life and so forth that I just gave up meat, because it was easy: I didn't have to think about it, I just did it. It was difficult--certainly--but it didn't require much willpower.
I've been thinking long and hard about what I should give up for lent, as a result. One of the things I am very bad about is planning my day well. From dawn to dusk I rearrange my day based on the most trivial things: lying in bed too long to catch the early bus. Buying coffee rather than making it. Buying dinner because I'm so hungry when I get off the metro that I can't wait the 10 minutes more it will take for me to get home.
So this year, I am going to take away my two get-out-of-jail-free crutches: transportation + eating out. I'm skipping on taxi cabs, and, on my evening commute I won't be taking the bus. (I just won't ever get to work if I skimp on my morning bus. It's a fact.)
And, I won't be eating out on either leg of my commute. I don't want to give up eating out entirely; I love the DC food culture. But I want to eliminate the reliance I have on grabbing coffee on my way to work instead of drinking perfectly good coffee at home (or, and this is a real penance, drinking the stuff they have at the office). Dinner is worse, since there are really only so many times a girl can have a falafel sandwich.
Now I need to go buy better walking shoes...